Wuzhu's situation seems to be much better than expected.

Yin Chengyu understood after a little thought that this black pearl on the grassland was not weak at all, in fact it was very tough, just like the weeds on the grassland, and was best at using all available conditions to seek benefits for itself.

This is a smart and ambitious woman.

Yin Chengyu was more confident about the possibility of cooperation between the two parties. He calmly sat down opposite her and said slowly, "The vast grassland is the home of the wild horse. Princess, are you willing to be kept in the back house like this? My third brother is very ambitious. Regardless of success or failure, the princess's future will probably not be very good. Don't you want to plan a way out for yourself?"

This is really like talking about something that is not related to the original topic.

Now, whenever she thought of Yin Chengjing, that bastard, she felt disgusted. She had already looked down on him during the Danxi Winter Hunt, and after getting married and seeing his true colors, she hated Xue Shu even more for lumping her in with Yin Chengjing.

But now she is just a princess married into a foreign kingdom, and she is powerless in Great Yan. Neither the Crown Prince nor Xue Shu are people she can deal with.

Wuzhu looked fiercely at Xue Shu standing on the side, and said with a fake smile: "Who gave me my current situation? Wasn't it the work of the dog raised by the prince?"

She sneered and drank a glass of cold wine to keep her composure. "Is the prince crying wolf now?"

Yin Chengyu didn't care about her bad attitude. Instead, Xue Shu looked unhappy. His hand was already on the sword at his waist, and his cold eyes were fixed on Wuzhu.

As early as the Danxi winter hunting, Wuzhu had experienced his insidiousness and cunning. Seeing this, he immediately showed alertness and subconsciously grasped the handle of the whip wrapped in his left sleeve.

During the silent confrontation, the atmosphere suddenly became tense.

Yin Chengyu glanced at Xue Shu. Xue Shu immediately let go of her hand, but his ferocious eyes, like a wild animal, were still fixed on Wu Zhu, full of threat.

Wuzhu smiled upon seeing this, raised her eyebrows and looked at Xue Shu provocatively: "You are an obedient dog."

Xue Shu looked indifferent and unmoved.

Yin Chengyu, however, threw out another tempting question: "Princess, have you really never thought about returning to the grassland? That is your battlefield."

Wuzhu had naturally thought about it.

When Ahalu first brought her to participate in the Danxi Winter Hunt and asked her to seduce the prince to marry into Dayan, she never thought that she would stay in Dayan for a long time.

The Khan will have to go south sooner or later, and she needs to stay in Dayan to provide the Khan with sufficient intelligence before going south, and at the same time make the chaotic waters of Dayan even more turbid.

When the Tartar warriors march south, it will be time for her to return to the grassland.

The children of the grassland rode their horses and sang happily, which was a kind of freedom that the ladies of Dayan, who were bound by etiquette and rules in the backyard, would never experience in their entire lives.

However, all her plans were disrupted by the two people in front of her. She stayed in Dayan through marriage, but her wings were also bound and she became an abandoned child.

She can never go back.

"The Khan has many sons and daughters. He will not accept another discarded son."

"But the northern grasslands are so vast, and there are not only Tatars." Yin Chengyu stared at her, like a very patient fisherman, throwing out baits bit by bit: "I heard that the princess has made a lot of contributions to the great cause of the Tatar Khan, but once something went wrong, the Khan abandoned the princess like a worn-out shoe. Have you ever thought about... taking his place?"

Instead of...

This sentence was so tempting that Wuzhu was almost instantly moved, but soon calmed down and looked at Yin Chengyu sarcastically: "I won't be fooled into going to die by your words."

Her father, the Tatar Khan, was only in his forties, in the prime of his life, and extremely brave. Even the bravest warrior on the grassland was no match for him.

He stood at the pinnacle of power, with countless wives and concubines and many children. Overtly or covertly, countless people wanted to replace him, including conquered tribal leaders, his subjects, and even his own children.

However, the corpses of those who dared to take action have been fed to the wolves, and the rest of them... are all waiting for the day when he grows old and is no longer strong.

But that day is still a long, long way off.

"There is an old saying in Dayan: 'Stones from other mountains can polish jade.'"

After failing to convince the other party, Yin Chengyu showed no sign of anxiety and continued calmly, "There is no room for two tigers in one mountain. The Tatars and the Oirat have been in opposition for a long time, and the winner will be decided sooner or later. I recently received a message that the Oirat king has passed away, and the designated successor, the young prince Mubar, is difficult to convince the people. The eldest prince Muduo and his followers are trying to seize the throne, and the two sides are deadlocked..." He changed the subject and said, "Muduo is brave but not smart. I heard that he once showed his favor to the princess..."

"With the princess's abilities, if she went to Wala, she would be like a fish in water."

The seductive words made Wuzhu's eyes sparkle.

Muduo did show his affection for her, but that was just because he heard her nickname "Black Pearl" and wanted to conquer her like other stupid men.

But things are different now. The Tatars have given up on her. If she goes to Wala... she is confident that she can gain a place for herself.

Whether it was because of his greed for her skin or because of her understanding of Tatar, Muduo would only welcome her arrival.

Wuzhu's eyes flickered, suppressing the trembling in her heart: "I am now the concubine of the third prince."

"If the third prince is gone, no one will care about his concubine." Yin Chengyu smiled meaningfully.

Wuzhu's expression changed several times. After a long while, she put away her tentative expression and stared at Yin Chengyu and said, "What does your highness want me to do?"

…

Yin Chengyu talked secretly with Wuzhu for a long time before coming out of the yard.

Xue Shu turned his head and glanced at the courtyard, and whispered, "Your Highness wants to use Wuzhu to disrupt the situation in the northern grasslands?"

If it was just to deal with Yin Chengjing, even if Wuzhu refused to cooperate, they naturally had other ways to find out, but it would be useless in the long run.

"The Tatars are already powerful, and now the Oirat are in turmoil. Given the ambitions of the Tatar Khan, he will not sit idly by."

Once the Tatars have swallowed up the Oirat and become powerful, they will soon sharpen their knives and attack their wealthy neighbors.

Today's Dayan cannot withstand war.

It would be better to make the situation in the northern grasslands more chaotic and slow down the Tatars' efforts to unify the grasslands.

If Princess Wuzhu was sent to Tatar with a different name, given her ambition and means, and for her own benefit, she would not let Tatar swallow up the Oirat easily.

"She is lucky this time." Xue Shu thought of the ending of Wuzhu being killed by him in the previous life, and finally just snorted reluctantly.

After leaving Suhe Villa, the two rode their horses towards Xue Shu's residence in the darkness.

The residence that Xue Shu bought was located on a farm. At this hour, the farmers had already gone to bed and there was no human voice around. The sound of horse hooves passing through the paths in the fields startled the croaking of frogs and the chirping of insects.

Xue Shu had already sent servants to clean and prepare supplies before they came. When the two arrived, servants came forward to lead the horses down. As the two were of sensitive status, Xue Shu did not arrange too many servants. Apart from the servants on duty, there was no one else in the courtyard.

Xue Shu personally led Yin Chengyu into the main courtyard.

There were lights hanging under the eaves. Yin Chengyu walked over and found that the courtyard was decorated very elegantly and looked familiar. When he entered the main house and saw that the lounge chairs used for rest were similar to those in the sleeping hall of Ciqing Palace, he couldn't help but glance at the person beside him: "You are really scheming."

Although this mansion is not large, it basically copied the layout he liked in Ciqing Palace.

"Your Highness, if you like it, you can come and stay here often in the future." Xue Shu described him with his eyes, with an eagerness that could not be concealed: "Not far behind the house is a lake with lotus roots. In the summer, it is full of lotus flowers, which is suitable for viewing lotus and boating."

Yin Chengyu glanced at him, not agreeing but not refusing either: "Where is the bathroom? I'll go take a bath first."

The person who didn't get an answer was obviously a little unwilling, and pursed his lips to lead him to the bathroom. When he reached the door and wanted to follow him in, Yin Chengyu chased him out: "Go get me some clothes."

After riding for a long time, Yin Chengyu felt a little tired.

He soaked in the hot bath for a long while, washing off the dust on his body, and then changed into the undershirt that Xue Shu had given him.

As soon as he put on the shirt, he raised his eyebrows and looked at the sleeves that were too long - it was obviously not his size.

He lowered his head and sniffed, and sure enough, he smelled the familiar scent of snow plum.

If it's not his, then it must be Xue Shu's.

With a smile on his lips, Yin Chengyu casually put on his outer robe and returned to the main house.

In the main house, red candles were lit and the scent of snow ridge plums was floating in the air, but there was no sign of Xue Shu.

Yin Chengyu was not in a hurry to look for someone. He wandered around the room leisurely. As his eyes turned, he noticed that there was a wooden box on the cabinet next to Babu's bed, which was not locked.

He walked forward, opened the box curiously, and saw some scattered small things inside.

A jade ring, a handkerchief, an undergarment, a scroll wrapped with red thread... and a small and exquisite gag.

——This box is filled with things he once gave to Xue Shu.

As his fingertips brushed over these inconspicuous yet well-kept little gadgets, Yin Chengyu's eyes showed a hint of emotion.

A warm body pressed against him from behind. Xue Shu, who had returned to the house at some point, hugged him and took the two jade rings from inside and put them on his fingers, examining them carefully: "These are all gifts from your Highness."

Yin Chengyu let him hold his hand, and with his other hand he tapped the folded handkerchiefs: "You even kept this, what did you do with it?"

He didn't turn around. Xue Shu couldn't see his expression, but he could tell the teasing meaning from his voice.

Xue Shu swallowed, his breath warming up, and clutching the top handkerchief tightly in his hand, he whispered in his ear: "Your Highness, just give it a try and you'll know."

The scorching breath sprayed on the earlobes and neck, and tiny bumps appeared on the skin.

Yin Chengyu stepped out of his arms, glanced at him sideways, reached out and took out the exquisite gag and played with it: "I haven't tried this before."

The snow-white fingertips nonchalantly twisted the dark leather straps at both ends of the gag, the deepest black entwined with the coldest white, the startling contrast made people unable to take their eyes away.

There seemed to be a fire burning in Xue Shu's throat, and his eyes became dangerous.

Yin Chengyu curled up her red lips, pressed his shoulders and pushed him to sit on the couch. Xue Shu subconsciously reached out to pull him, but he held his arm.

"Open your mouth."

The two looked at each other, with clear emotions burning in their eyes.

In the end, Xue Shu was defeated and took the gag from his hand with his mouth.

A palm-sized piece of soft wood was stuck between his lips and teeth, with dark leather hanging on both sides. He should have looked tamed, but his eyebrows were extremely fierce, and there was a storm swirling in his dark eyes, making him look like a beast forced to wear shackles.

It makes people want to conquer him even more, seeing his obedient look after he puts away his claws.

Yin Chengyu leaned over and kissed his eyes. His slender and flexible fingers went behind his head and tied the two leather straps. Then he turned his face away and whispered into his ear: "...Don't move."

…

The red candle burned for half the night.

The flickering candlelight intertwined to form a large area of ​​dim and hazy light and shadow, and the blurred human figure was pulled into an ambiguous shadow.

The melted wax flowed down the side of the candle into the copper-cast lamp, forming a thick layer of wax. Yin Chengyu took off the handkerchief and threw it on Xue Shu's face, still angry: "There won't be a next time."

Xue Shu was still in the gag and could not speak. He just picked up the wrinkled handkerchief and put it under his nose to sniff it. A lustful look flashed in his narrow eyes, without any disgust. That look even made Yin Chengyu suspicious. If he was not in the gag, he might have wanted to taste it.

Yin Chengyu gritted his teeth secretly. This man was really shameless.

After taking the handkerchief back and throwing it under the couch, Yin Chengyu hooked the black leather belt with his fingertips and said wickedly, "You can wear it tonight. You are not allowed to take it away."